Author’s Note: A standalone part in ‘Rima’s Misadventures’ series which follows the story of a 19 year-old Rima.
Disclaimer: All the characters in the story are above the age of 18.
* * * * *
Rima got out of the car with a heavy heart.
“Don’t forget to put on your ID card!” said her father before he drove off.
She stood outside the gate and looked at the coaching institute while wearing her ID card around her neck. It had been six months and she was still not used to the place. Almost every student of Winners’ Institute felt the same. But they had no choice. Most of them resided in hostels within the institute’s campus. And they rarely got any opportunity to step outside.
But Rima was a day-scholar. She came to the institute by 8.30 in the morning and went back home by 5 in the evening. It was just like school time, except, school was way more fun.
She couldn’t clear the engineering entrance exam in the first attempt, so her father decided to enrol her in a coaching institute.
Day-scholars had to submit their phones at the reception where they were kept in lockers.
As she walked through the corridors of the girls’ building, she blended in with the blue T-shirts of the girls. All the students had to wear Winners’ Institute’s blue T-shirt as part of the uniform.
Most of the girls wore leggings or jeans. Some girls wore long skirts. Rima wore skirts which almost showed her knees and it was considered a revealing outfit by many.
She had been reprimanded many times by Miss Vaneeta for not covering her legs enough.
The boys attended their classes in a separate building. The boys’ and girls’ buildings were separated by a lawn by some 30 metres.
She entered her classroom absent-mindedly. She was a student of Class-F. The batches were divided from Classes A to F and the students of Class-F were the lowest scoring students when they wrote the admission test for getting into Winners’ Institute. There was a Class-M for medical entrance test aspirants.
Rima looked around inside her classroom and watched the pathetic 18 to 20 year old girls, half of them with glasses, most of them looking geeky, trying to memorise all the chemical, mathematical or physical formulas, even though it was still fifteen minutes before Miss Vaneeta’s Inorganic Chemistry class started.
Her benchmate, Kavita, was perhaps the most unkempt girl she had ever seen. But she liked Kavita.
“You missed a big show yesterday Rima!” shouted Kavita as she shook Rima by her shoulders.
Rima had taken a sick leave the previous day.
“I had a headache,” lied Rima.
“I hope you brought a letter from your parents?”
“Oh yes.”
“You better get that leave letter out, or else your ass is gonna get whooped,” said Kavita.
“Nothing is gonna happen. I have it, I know,” said Rima, “You were saying something about missing a show.”
“Oh yes!” said Kavita, “How do I say this? Oh my god. I could still see that image. Dirty thoughts were floating in my mind when I saw that. Have you ever seen the butt of a naked boy?”
“What..? What..? What are you saying..? Butt of a naked boy?”
“That’s exactly what I saw yesterday, Rima. And the hundreds of girls from Class-A to Class-M. A boy was paraded naked through the corridors. All the girls were sticking to the window bars and standing at the classroom doors for the show.”
“You must be kidding Kavita.”
“No, I’m not! I’m telling you… that a boy was paraded naked through the corridors of the girls’ building.”
Rima was still sceptical.
Kavita nudged a girl with thick glasses sitting on the bench in front of them.
“Hey? Wasn’t a boy walking naked in the corridor yesterday?”
“Yes, his name was Saatvik. And I know that because he is my neighbour back at my place and I only saw him yesterday after six months; in his birthday suit. He’s also a hosteller,” said the girl with thick glasses whose name was Sadhna.
Rima’s mouth was wide open.
“His ass looked so smooth. Ah,” said Kavita, closing her eyes, trying to think about it.
“But why?”
“He shaves his buttcheeks, probably.”
“No, I mean, why was he paraded around naked?”
Sadhna turned around.
“Saatvik was made to parade around naked because when he was asked to solve a simple trigonometric question on the blackboard of his class, he messed up the identities. First he was slapped on the face and his butt was caned for not remembering the identities. But it seems like he has made such mistakes many times. So the maths teacher made him strip all his clothes and…”
“Not all his clothes mind you. He still had his watch, his shoes, socks and his glasses on,” interrupted Kavita.
“Yes, like she said,” continued Sadhna, “And he was made to walk naked through the corridors of the boys’ building and then cross the little lawn between the buildings and walk through the corridors of the girls’ building.”
“Giving us a good view of his naked body, and his sweet smooth ass,” said Kavita, “His head was lowered all the time, poor boy. And he was covering his crotch with his hands. The maths teacher was leading him.”
“Now Saatvik will never forget the trigonometric identities,” said Sadhna.
“But how can they do this? It’s torture. It’s against some kind of human rights,” said Rima, “He should complain to his parents.”
“Our parents have agreed to such kinds of punishments before they sent us here,” said Kavita.
“What? No way,” said Rima.
The bell rang and the already seated girls made an attempt to straighten their backs and look attentive. Within a few seconds a teacher arrived. Everyone stood up to greet her. It was Miss Vaneeta, sort of their class teacher who also taught Chemistry. She was wearing a silk saree with thick green shade.
When all took their seats, the attendance call started.
“Rima? You were absent yesterday?” said Miss Vaneeta in a loud voice, as if Rima had committed a sin.
“Yes ma’am,” said Rima jumping up from her seat.
“Can you produce the leave letter?”
The curt voice of Miss Vaneeta shook Rima. Why was her fingers shaking? She searched her bag thoroughly before she found the letter.
She slowly walked towards Miss Vaneeta. She felt as if the whole class was watching her, and she wasn’t wrong.
Rima had always been on Miss Vaneeta’s radar. Apart from getting the lowest marks consistently in almost all kinds of tests that were conducted from time to time in the class, Rima had the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time in the presence of Miss Vaneeta.
She had been caught sleeping in the class, not once, but thrice. Miss Vaneeta made her stand outside the class whenever she caught her and even informed her parents.
She once got a perfect zero in an Inorganic Chemistry test. Her parents were informed again.
She was once walking around in a mall with her male best friend on a Sunday and she came across Miss Vaneeta and her young son. Miss Vaneeta stared at her as if she were a slut. Only that one time, Rima’s parents put Miss Vaneeta in the wrong because they were aware of her outing with her male friend.
Miss Vaneeta had always insisted that Rima should have stayed in the Institute’s hostels. But her parents didn’t want her to be away from them.
Miss Vaneeta glanced at the leave letter which had Rima’s father’s signature. She lifted her eyes from the letter and then scanned Rima from head to toe with her eyes.
“You could help yourself with a longer skirt,” said Miss Vaneeta coldly.
Rima looked down at her skirt. It just barely covered her knees.
“Seems like I’m still growing,” said Rima with a fake chuckle.
She wanted to lighten the mood. But she should have realised in the past six months that Winners’ Institute had no place for jokes.
Miss Vaneeta gave a blank face and signalled her with her eyes to get back to her seat.
* * * * *
The one and half hour class started and Rima found it hard to keep her eyes open. She used to like Chemistry. But somehow Inorganic Chemistry felt like a bore when Miss Vaneeta taught it.
“I’m gonna conduct a class test in two days,” said Miss Vaneeta.
Those were the words that woke Rima up from her slumber.
“In this class of seventy, whoever gets the lowest marks would be given a severe punishment,” continued Miss Vaneeta, “It could be spanking in front of the whole class, it could be beatings on both the knuckles with a hard ruler. It could be any form of humiliation that can knock some sense into the girl to not be the last person in a competition.”
“But what if the lowest marks are shared by more than one person?” asked Sadhna.
Every student looked at her with dread.
“That’s a good question Sadhna,” said Miss Vaneeta, “Considering the fact that you could very well be the loser.”
It was true. Sadhna, Kavita and Rima had always been among the bottom ten students of the class.
“In that case everyone who shares the lowest marks gets punished,” continued Miss Vaneeta, “There can be more than one loser. But that’s unlikely.”
* * * * *
“Of course it’s gonna be unlikely, she will evaluate the test that way,” said Kavita during recess.
“I wish I’m not the only one getting spanked. If another girl shares the same fate as mine, I’d happily get those spankings,” said Sadhna.
“You’re gonna be alone Sadhna. Be ready for those spankings,” said Rima, “But she said the punishment could be anything.”
“Strikes on knuckles?” said Kavita.
“Standing in the corner with your hands raised for an entire period?” said Sadhna, “I just don’t wanna be treated like Saatvik.”
Kavita and Rima looked shocked at her and stayed quiet for a while.
“What? Like how he was paraded naked throughout the campus?” said Kavita.
“Yes. That’s enough motivation for me to stop wasting my time at my hostel room and start preparing for the test,” said Sadhna.
“That’s surely not gonna happen. I mean, we are girls. They won’t humiliate us like that,” said Rima, “Spankings are possible in Winners’ Institute. But parading a girl naked? That’s out of the question. And Miss Vaneeta hasn’t gone beyond striking the palms of our hands with a wooden stick. That’s the only corporal punishment she has given yet.”
“You’re underestimating this Institute Rima,” said Sadhna.
“Because she’s a day-scholar. One night inside the hostel premises, and then she will realise what it’s like to be in jail,” said Kavita.
That evening after the classes, she rushed to the reception desk, retrieved her phone and called her father. Her father was free, so he came with his car to pick her up.
“How was the day? Was Miss Vaneeta upset about your absence yesterday?” asked her father.
“No papa, she wasn’t mad,” said Rima, “Papa, can I ask you a question?”
“Yes.”
“Let’s say… hypothetically… the institute decides to punish the lowest scorer in a class test. And the mode of punishment is humiliation. Would you be ok if I were to suffer such humiliation?”
“If you scored the lowest in the whole class?”
“Mmm hmmm.”
“Then it’s fine by me.”
Maybe her father didn’t really understand her question.
“What if the punishment is very humiliating? It can’t be described, it can’t be put into words.”
“As long as you’re not dead, it’s fine.”
Rima gasped. Her father heard her.
“I’ve paid a huge amount to get you enrolled in this institute Rima. I had to pay the hostel fees too, even though you’re not staying at the hostel. The fees are the same, even if you’re a day-scholar. And the fees that I’m paying for a year in this institute is almost equal to the combined fees that I paid for your school right from kindergarten. Whatever they can do to make you focus on your studies and crack the entrance exams, I’m ready to accept it,” said her father.
Rima’s heart started beating faster. She had never felt so anxious before.
Once she reached home, she went to her room directly and she opened the Inorganic Chemistry study material.
“I don’t wanna be paraded naked,” she said to herself.
* * * * *
Rima remained anxious for the next two days. She decided to have her dinner and breakfast in her room so she could read while eating.
In the classroom, she utilised whatever break time she got to revise the notes and textbooks of Inorganic Chemistry.
“Don’t break your head Rima. It’s going to be alright,” said Kavita, “I don’t think she’s gonna parade any of us naked.”
“Are you too shy of getting spanked in front of everyone?” said Sadhna, adjusting her glasses.
“Don’t disturb me, let me study,” said Rima and she turned away from them.
She slept at around midnight, after taking one last glance at her notes. There was a text notification on her phone. But she ignored it.
* * * * *
The day arrived. As soon as she entered the class she felt like she was the only one nervous. Everyone seemed relaxed, as if they were assured of something.
She noticed Sadhna looking at a piece of paper and then hurriedly turning the pages of her notes.
“What’s that paper Sadhna?” asked Rima.
“The question paper,” said Sadhna.
“What?”
“The question paper got leaked last night,” said Sadhna.
“But how?”
“Ask your benchmate.”
Rima turned to Kavita who had a smile on her face.
“What’s Sadhna talking about?”
“I leaked the question paper,” said Kavita.
“How?”
“You remember Miss Vaneeta left her long notebook on the desk yesterday, after her class was over and I went to the staff room to give it to her?”
“Yes.”
“On the way to the staff room, I opened her notebook and found the question paper. I took a good look at it and remembered all the questions, before I entered the staff room and handed her her notebook.”
“Then she texted us all the questions,” said Sadhna with a smile.
“But I didn’t text everyone. I knew that some girls had to be unlucky so that they scored the lowest marks,” said Kavita with a mischievous smile.
“It doesn’t matter. Almost everyone has got the questions from their friends,” said Sadhna.
Out of nowhere Rima slapped Kavita’s shoulders. She kept slapping both the shoulders turn by turn.
“Ow! What are you doing?” said Kavita, rubbing her shoulders.
“Why didn’t you text me the questions?” shouted Rima.
Girls from the nearby benches turned their heads to look at her and then went back to their normal chatter.
“Why did you leave me?” continued Rima.
“What? I texted you the questions. Last night. Don’t blame me if you never opened the text.”
Rima couldn’t comprehend what Kavita was saying. But then it dawned on her. She had indeed seen the notification of Kavita’s text on her phone. But she didn’t bother opening it.
Miss Vaneeta stormed into the classroom. Everyone stood up from their seats.
Rima’s heart dropped. She saw the bundle of question papers in Miss Vaneeta’s arms.
The test started and it was a multiple choice question paper. Everybody got an OMR response sheet to mark the correct options.
Rima had studied enough. She looked at the questions and most of them looked familiar. And she was confident in answering the questions.
“Maybe, this is not bad after all,” she thought once she finished the test.
She knew she attempted wrong answers for some questions. But she was still satisfied. She felt that she had not attended a better class test than this before.
After the OMR sheets were collected and submitted to Miss Vaneeta, there was a break and the class started chattering.
“This is the best exam I’ve ever written,” said Sadhna, turning around to Rima and Kavita.
“Indeed,” nodded Kavita.
Rima looked around and most of the girls looked satisfied.
“Everyone has done their best,” she thought, “Now I’ll have to wait and see if my best is not the worst in the class.”
In the evening, Rima was sitting in the back of her father’s car.
“You seem worried Rima,” her father commented, “Is it for the test?”
“Mmm hmm,” said Rima, nodding her head.
“You’ve been studying hard for the test. I think you’ll top the class,” said her father.
“Thanks papa,” said Rima.
“And one more thing. I can’t come tomorrow to pick you up. I’ve informed the call taxi guy to pick you up tomorrow evening.”
“Okay.”
In the bed at night, Rima kept thinking about her performance in the test.
“It’s gonna take at least two days for Miss Vaneeta to evaluate the test,” thought Rima, “I shouldn’t worry till then.”
* * * * *
“That bitch Vaneeta, she’s evaluated our answer sheets,” announced Kavita as soon as Rima took her seat, “I heard from someone.”
“What? In such a short time?”
“Come on, it was an MCQ test. And Winners’ Institute has OMR scanners,” said Sadhna turning around, “And we are a class of 70. It wouldn’t take much time.”
Rima had tried not to worry about the test throughout the morning before coming to the institute. Now she had to face the music soon.
“What do you think the punishment is gonna be?” asked Sadhna.
“I don’t think they would let us go through whatever Saatvik went through,” said Rima.
“Are you sure? Please tell me you’re sure,” said Kavita.
“I mean, it’s obvious. We’re girls. They are not gonna parade us naked,” said Rima.
“You can’t be sure Rima. It’s Winners’ Institute. They can do whatever they want to make us regret our low marks,” said Sadhna.
Everyone in the class was excited about the test results. Most of them wanted to know who was the lowest scorer and what punishment she was gonna get.
“A spanking, maybe?” said Kavita.
“I think that’s fair. A little humiliating. But fair enough,” said Rima.
“Bare ass spanking or over the skirt?” asked Sadhna.
“Don’t get so creative. No one’s ass is gonna get bared,” said Rima.
Miss Vaneeta finally entered the class and everybody fell silent. Her heavy silk saree flowed with her fast steps.
The students got up and did the usual greeting. But they were all afraid now. No one wanted to get humiliated.
“So, Class Test No. 12 for Inorganic Chemistry was conducted yesterday and the OMR sheets have been evaluated,” said Miss Vaneeta, standing against the teacher’s desk.
She picked the bundle of answer sheets and distributed bunches of it to the students in the front row.
Soon everyone got their respective answer sheets. Rima closed her eyes and prayed before she checked her marks.
It was 69 out of 100.
She was actually happy. Her highest had been 58 from the previous Class Tests. This was a big improvement. But she wanted to know now if she got the lowest in the class.
“There have been some surprising results,” said Vaneeta Ma’am, “The highest scorer is Ritika with 97 out of 100.”
The result was not surprising at all. Everyone clapped for her. She stood up to receive the applause. But she looked disappointed. Rima knew that she could have got a cent percent result. But Rima had heard after the test that Ritika had refused to look at the leaked question paper.
“The class average is also good. It’s 74.5,” said Miss Vaneeta.
Rima felt something inside her stomach turn. She was below the class average. But was she the lowest?
“The lowest mark in the class…, is…,” Miss said Vaneeta looking around, “sixty…”
“Please don’t say nine,” whispered Rima to herself.
“….nine.”
It felt like the whole world stood still. She couldn’t feel anything. She saw Miss Vaneeta’s face, but she couldn’t process it. Some girls were looking at her. The whole class was looking at her. It felt like Kavita was shaking her shoulders. Was the class really silent or the sounds and noises couldn’t reach her ear? She involuntarily stood up. She felt Miss Vaneeta’s stare piercing through her soul.
Her legs moved itself out of her bench and escorted her to the front of the class near Miss Vaneeta.
“So Ms. Rima here is the lowest scorer in the class test,” commented Miss Vaneeta, “Not really surprising, considering the fact that she has been consistently among the lowest scorers in the class. In fact, she has been the lowest scorer in the past five tests.”
Miss Vaneeta just stared at her. Rima couldn’t stare back. She lowered her eyes and looked down at the floor. She felt the sting of each and every person’s eyes on her.
What was Miss Vaneeta gonna do?
“Miss Rima here is about to realise that scoring the lowest marks in a class test is not something she would like to repeat next time,” said Miss Vaneeta with a firm voice.
Rima had her hands on the sides, with fists tightly clenched and her eyes on the floor. What was she gonna do? She couldn’t bear the anticipation.
“So Miss Rima, you should…”
“I’d like to say something Miss,” interrupted Rima.
Miss Vaneeta’s eyes flared.
“How dare you interrupt me?”
“I’d like to explain why I got the lowest marks.”
“First you interrupt me, and then you want to give some petty excuses for your poor performance? You know what, I was gonna go easy on you. But I think you just got yourself a bigger punishment.”
“Miss! The whole class cheated. The paper got leaked!” shouted Rima.
She looked around and the whole class looked tense. Some started lowering their faces. Some looked at her with concern. Few of the girls frowned at her.
Miss Vaneeta looked shocked. She walked around the class.
“Is this true? Was the question paper leaked?” she shouted.
When Miss Vaneeta walked past Sadhna and Kavita, Rima could see the fear in their eyes.
The silence seemed to be getting longer. Rima looked at the whole class, at Kavita and Sadhna. They looked terrified.
Miss Vaneeta took her spot in front of the class again.
“Even if that’s true,” continued Miss Vaneeta, “You still got the lowest marks. Even with the leaked question paper, you couldn’t help being the last.”
“But Miss, I didn’t get the leaked paper, I’m a day-scholar, remember?”
“I know you’re a day-scholar, don’t remind me!” shouted Miss Vaneeta, “But I don’t believe that you didn’t receive the leaked paper. You know what? This just goes to show how ungrateful you are. Your father might have paid for the hostel and mess fees, but you are a day-scholar, so all that money is wasted. And you still couldn’t study properly. You didn’t take advantage of the leaked question paper. You keep taking leaves, probably faking your illness. You wear slutty skirts. And you talk back to teachers, disrespecting them. You know what? You’re not going to get punished for scoring the lowest marks now. I’ll punish you for being an ungrateful dumb arrogant spoiled brat.”
“I’m telling the truth Miss Vaneeta, trust me,” sobbed Rima with folded hands.
“Stop crying. Now take off your clothes,” said Miss Vaneeta.
Almost every student in the class gasped. They weren’t expecting that.
Rima started shaking even more. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
“I said take off your clothes. One by one. Take off your shirt, your skirt. Start with them.”
Rima had so many thoughts in her mind. She could just run away from there. Her phone was still at the reception. She could call her father and wait for him to pick her up. Was it even an option?
“Don’t make me strip your clothes,” said Miss Vaneeta, grinding her teeth.
Rima realised that she had no choice. With trembling fingers, she first took off her ID card, and then she started lifting her shirt, with her back to the class. She slowly lifted them and she almost stopped when the shirt reached her face. She finally took it off and kept it on the teacher’s desk.
She was wearing an undershirt, a loose tank top kind of undergarment.
“You are wearing this inside your T-shirt? A shameless girl like you isn’t supposed to be a prude,” said Miss Vaneeta. She tugged the hem of the undershirt, “Take it off too.”
Rima wanted to cry. But somehow tears didn’t flow out of her eyes. She was still nervous. She slowly lifted the undershirt too, revealing the white bra she was wearing.
“Turn around and show your slutty bra,” said Miss Vaneeta as she turned Rima around by her shoulders.
Rima couldn’t face the class. She had her face lowered for the past few minutes. But with slightly raised eyes, she saw that some of the girls felt sorry for her, especially her friends Kavita and Sadhna. Few girls had completely turned their heads downwards. Very few of them seemed interested and had their eyes on her breasts.
She looked down at her breasts. The bra was tight and it formed a deep cleavage. It even accentuated her already round breasts to look even curvier. It did look slutty.
“Now off with your skirt, it has always been short, almost as if you don’t want to wear it,” said Miss Vaneeta pulling her skirt.
Rima felt that the skirt was fairly modest. But unfortunately, hers was the shortest among all the girls in the institute.
She slowly unbuttoned her skirt and held it by the waistband.
“Now drop it,” commanded Miss Vaneeta.
The waistband slowly slipped out of Rima’s grip and it fell around her ankles. She instinctively covered her crotch with her palms. Her panties were white and it was so tight that it showed her camel-toe.
She was shivering. She had not shown this much skin to anyone, not even her parents, since ages. And suddenly, she was in only her underwear, in front of a large group of girls who were mostly strangers to her. She felt coldness on her skin, and at the same time, she was heating up from inside with embarrassment.
“We don’t have much time Rima. C’mon, off with your underwear.”
“Miss Vaneeta, please, I’m embarrassed enough. I accept my dumbness. I accept that I am a fool. Please,” said Rima as she turned around and requested her with folded hands.
“Oh don’t beg. You have to be punished. Now, do you really want me or someone else to strip your underwear for you?”
Rima was sweating now. Slowly her hands reached the hook of her bra behind her back. She unclasped her bra with her back facing the class. She slowly pushed the straps of her bra down her shoulders, all the while avoiding eye contact with Miss Vaneeta, who seemed to be enjoying the show with a suppressed sinister smile.
As she was facing away from the class, she freely dropped the bra on the teacher’s desk and crossed her arms to cover her breasts.
It was utterly shameful. She could have never imagined that she was gonna be topless in front of her class.
She stood still for almost half a minute. It was indeed getting awkward.
“Well, looks like I have to complete the formality,” said Miss Vaneeta as she stepped forward.
“No!” shouted Rima.
Before Rima could do anything, she felt Miss Vaneeta kneeling behind her, grabbing the waistband of her panties near her buttcrack and pulling it down her legs.
She felt a breeze over her bare asscheeks. Her ass was exposed for the whole class to see! She could hear some murmurs, gasps, and some very few low chuckles from behind. And as if her legs had minds of their own, she stepped away from the panties.
Miss Vaneeta got up and dropped the panties on her desk and forcibly turned Rima around by her shoulders to face the whole class again.
There she was, showing her light bush to the whole class. All the eyes were fixed on her pubic hair. Rima quickly covered her pussy with one hand and used her other arm to cover her breasts. Except for the shoes and socks, she was totally naked.
Rima couldn’t raise her eyes. When she woke up that morning, she didn’t expect Miss Vaneeta to have their answer sheets evaluated. And now there she was, standing in front of everyone in only shoes and socks. Everyone in the classroom now knew how she looked liked naked.
She actually looked great naked. But it wasn’t flattering for her. She felt powerless and lower than the rest of her classmates. And she was dying from embarrassment. She just wanted to disappear in thin air.
“You know what Rima, I could have let you go with a few spankings over your buttocks. But you need to learn a lesson.”
“I’ve learnt my lesson ma’am,” said Rima with shaking voice, her head still lowered.
“Oh you haven’t,” said Miss Vaneeta with excitement.
She went around the desk and took out something from under the desk. It was a wooden stick.
Rima thought it was better to get caned than to get buck naked. She crossed her legs to cover her pussy better and her arm wasn’t large enough to contain her large breasts. She formed a pretty deep cleavage with the way she pressed her arm over her breasts.
“Don’t forget that you’re a student of Winners’ Institute. Losers like you need to be displayed. So wear your ID card,” said Miss Vaneeta as she put the ID card around Rima’s neck, “Now, let’s take a walk.”
Rima knew that it was no use begging that crazy bitch. Miss Vaneeta was on a power trip now. And it would take a large amount of Rima’s degradation before Miss Vaneeta could satisfy herself.
Rima simply accepted her predicament and turned to the door. She just stood in the doorway, facing outwards.
All of a sudden she felt a sting of pain across her asscheeks. She instinctively removed the cover of her pussy to rub her bare ass.
An unexpected wave of laughter was heard in the class. Rima went red with shame.
“This is for being slow, both mentally and physically,” said Miss Vaneeta, “Now move along. The quicker you are done with this ordeal, the better for you. Well, if you enjoy getting humiliated, then you can take your time.”
Miss Vaneeta used the wooden stick to prod Rima’s ass.
As soon as Rima stepped outside of the class into the corridor, she felt that the confines of the classroom were much better.
And it was an exterior corridor, meaning it wasn’t walled on one side. The corridor-balcony faced the boys’ building of Winners’ Institute. She could see the windows of the classrooms of the boys’ building.
“I just hope they can’t see me from their classes,” thought Rima
.
She felt another prod on her asscheek. She slowly moved forward. She could feel dozens of eyes of her classmates through the windows.
She looked down at herself again. Not a stitch of clothing on her body except the pair of shoes and socks and the irritating ID card of Winners’ Institute around her neck.
Her one palm was covering her pussy. Her other arm was covering her breasts. And her bare ass was exposed to Miss Vaneeta, walking behind her. And she was walking naked in public! All of these because she didn’t check a text notification on her phone.
As she walked past another classroom, there were murmurs and faces against the windows. The windows had bars, so it wasn’t difficult for Rima to feel the strong stares from every girl. She could also hear their low chattering.
“Poor girl.”
“Even girls are not spared.”
“How is she gonna face her friends?”
“Hope I never get into such a situation.”
“If you don’t study hard, you are gonna end up naked just like this girl,” one teacher announced as Rima walked past another classroom.
Rima’s eyes were fixed on the floor, but her peripheral vision and her hearing got sharper.
There were mostly gasps of shock, and some murmurs of sympathy, and very few giggles. But it all meant one thing. Everyone in the girls’ building was now a witness of her humiliation.
Her walk of shame continued for one more floor as she walked past the remaining classrooms, even the class preparing for medical entrance exams.
She stopped at the end of the corridor on the ground floor.
She looked up, after a long time, to face Miss Vaneeta. She then looked at the boys’ building a little bit further away.
“You have been a naughty and silly girl even since you joined this institute,” said Miss Vaneeta, “I think even the boys could learn something from your punishment.”
“Not to the boys’ building Miss, please, I beg you,” said Rima with teary eyes.
She momentarily let go of her cover of her modesty and folded her hands in a pleading manner.
Miss Vaneeta’s eyes went straight to Rima’s pussy for a moment. She smirked a little before looking at Rima’s teary eyes.
“You did see that boy Saatvik right? Or were you absent that day? Oh yes, you were absent. You get to live that experience now.”
Miss Vaneeta went behind Rima and struck the stick across her bare ass. Rima’s round asscheeks wobbled and she rubbed them again.
She was pushed to walk the gap between the two buildings. No boy or girl ever tried to look at the other’s buildings from the corridor-balcony. Everyone was focused on their preparation for the competitive exams. No one ever thought of stepping or even getting near the other’s buildings.
Rima never tried. And now, except for her feet, she was totally naked and entering the territory of the boys’ building.
As she entered the corridor of the ground floor, there was a low audible commotion. The boys had already seen her when she was approaching their building from a visible distance. They all scrambled to be at the doors and windows of their class. Some heads even managed to stick out through the bars of the windows. Surprisingly, no one tried to cross the threshold of the door.
She instantly lowered her head and fixed her eyes on the floor as she walked past the first classroom. She tightened her arms against her boobs and she clutched her pussy even tighter, as if it would cover her nakedness even more. She got more aware of her exposed bare butt. The feeling of shame and humiliation was evidently different in the boys’ territory.
“Shit!”
“It’s a girl!”
“They do this to girls too!”
“What…the…?”
“I can’t believe this.”
“See there, she’s trying hard to cover herself.”
There were loud whistles, catcalls, and some even made animal noises.
Her peripheral vision and hearing got sharper than ever.
“Even the boys get to see my bare butt now?” she whispered to herself.
Rima had short hair. She wished she had grown her hair long enough to cover her face. But she couldn’t do anything right now.
An unexpected poking on her asscheek from Miss Vaneeta’s stick came as a surprise, followed by a loud cheer.
“Man, her ass is so good!”
“Her boobs are big.”
“Enough boys, now sit down!” said the teacher at the class.
And it was just the first class. She had to pass by more classes and then walk upstairs to the upper floor to give the same show.
Rima had expected to break down to tears before entering the boys’ buildings. But something changed. Even though she was still embarrassed and felt humiliated, the reaction from the boys actually made her excited.
And the occasional beatings on her ass from Miss Vaneeta only added more to her feelings of arousal. She was enjoying it. Her erect nipples were struggling to break free from the tight grip of her arm. She couldn’t help but slide her arm up and down to tease her areolas and stimulate her nipples.
And she subtly started using her index and middle finger to rub her labia.
She could feel the wetness on her fingers.
“I’ve never seen a naked girl before in my life.”
“Her ass is glowing red.”
“Sorry loser. But one of our boys also had to go through this. This is only fair.”
“Is she touching herself?”
“Enough boys. Now get back and study,” said another teacher.
She was leaking down her inner thighs. She was aware of that. She tried walking with both her legs closed.
The ordeal was way longer in the boys’ building because there were more boys than girls in the institute and hence more classrooms.
She was met with the same kind of cheers, whistles, gasps, catcalls and animal noises. She kept pleasuring herself discreetly. She stopped using her fingers only when she felt she was about to reach her climax. She couldn’t moan or orgasm in front of everyone. But still, the experience of walking naked in front of boys in their late teens was really turning her on. She had a hard time looking up and seeing their faces. And she kept biting her lips to stop herself from letting out a moan whenever her jiggly ass got whooped by Miss Vaneeta.
“Show some titties, girl.”
“Don’t hide your pussy like that. Is there a bush or is it shaved?”
“Hey, shake your ass, why are you walking so funny?”
“Let’s see some twerking, slut. See what you got.”
“Suck my dick you whore.”
“Fucking bitch is buck naked! Shit! She wants to bang someone so badly.”
“I bet she is wet.”
She suddenly came across an aggressive class. The boys looked way more excited than the rest of the classes. And it looked like their mouth watered. She felt unsafe for the first time since she got naked.
“Oh, these are repeaters,” said Miss Vaneeta, “They have been studying here for two or more years. They are the most frustrated batch. Studying in this institute for more than a year is harmful for your mental health, even I won’t hesitate to say that.”
Rima lowered her face even more and she didn’t even wanna look through her side vision. She felt like every single boy was pulling out his dick, though she knew she was just imagining things.
She felt Miss Vaneeta took her position behind her.
And then, a loud strike on her naked butt.
Rima had one finger tightly pressed against her clit.
She let out a loud moan.
She stopped suddenly. She had been walking continuously without a break in the boys’ building.
She had to register that moment in her mind. She never felt so demeaned and humiliated ever before. The boys had been so aggressive. And the caning on her ass was the last straw. Her ass must have been glowing from all those strikes. And she couldn’t even hide her red ass!
She had been constantly on the edge. But now she couldn’t hold it any longer. She had to let it out. She moaned. She let out a loud moan and she orgasmed.
Her body shivered when she reached her climax. Her pussy started leaking uncontrollably. She couldn’t stop fingering herself. A huge load had been lifted off her head and also her pussy.
She couldn’t believe that she came standing in the middle of the corridor, completely naked.
She side-eyed the windows of the classroom. The boys were ogling her with their mouths wide open. She turned her head to look over her shoulder and found Miss Vaneeta shocked for the first time that day.
The silence was broken with a loud cheer.
“This girl is really horny.”
“Show us how wet you are!”
“Come on boys! Now enough. Let’s get back to the lesson,” shouted the teacher of the class. He stood at the door, “Please let us study in peace Miss Vaneeta.”
“Let’s get back you slut,” scolded Miss Vaneeta as she pulled Rima by her shoulder.
Rima was walking on autopilot. She felt both heavy and light in her head. She walked behind Miss Vaneeta by a few steps as she walked down the staircases. She was feeling cold and everything felt surreal.
Only when her ass landed on her seat beside Kavita, she got pulled back to reality. She had entered the classroom without covering her privates. Her class had got a full unobstructed view of her thin pubes and her round perky tits.
She was sitting naked. She saw Miss Vaneeta picking up her clothes and leaving the class.
She had to sit naked throughout the day for the remaining classes.
* * * * *
She touched herself two more times during classes. Kavita caught her masturbating, but she didn’t say anything. Everyone felt too awkward to even talk to her. The teachers were already informed about her, so they didn’t bother about her nudity.
“Do you want me to do something for you Rima?” asked Kavita when the last class of the day ended.
Rima used both her hands to cup her breasts. She had been letting it free for some time now.
“First of all, sorry Kavita, for spilling out about the paper leak. I was so afraid,” said Rima.
“It’s okay. I would have done the same. But let’s see how can I help you now?”
“Can you fetch my clothes back from Miss Vaneeta, Kavita? Can you find them for me? It’s time for me to go home,” said Rima.
Kavita nodded and went to the staff room.
“Are you okay Rima? Are you traumatised?” asked Sadhna, turning around her head.
“It was humiliating, but I also felt horny,” said Rima.
“I suspected you masturbated a few times during classes. I could feel your desk shaking and also heard your suppressed moans.”
Rima blushed with embarrassment. She didn’t think that others could notice her fingering herself.
Kavita came back from the staff room. But she was empty handed.
“My clothes Kavita?” asked Rima.
“Miss Vaneeta said that you don’t deserve the clothes. That it would be donated to the needy and poor beggars who roam around on roadsides. You are free to go home naked.”
Walking naked around the institute building was one thing. But a ride home naked was a different hurdle altogether. And that evening the cab driver was supposed to pick her up!
“I can’t ride back home like this! I need to call my father.”
Sadhna and Kavita offered to cover her from front and back on her way downstairs to the reception.
With only footwear on her legs and a bag to cover her breasts, she walked faster downstairs to the reception. Sadhna and Kavita rushed along with her like bodyguards.
The receptionist at the desk was visibly amused by seeing a naked student. She had heard about Saatvik a few days ago. But she hadn’t even thought about a female student getting the same treatment. But all receptionists knew Rima, because she was one of the very few day-scholars in the institute.
“My mobile phone,” said Rima, as she covered her boobs with her bag and her pussy with her hand.
The receptionist was still shocked when she took out Rima’s mobile phone from the locker. Rima exposed her pussy to get the phone and dialled her father’s number.
The trio moved to a distance away from the receptionist. Once again, Sadhna and Kavita covered her from front and back.
“Papa, I want you to come and pick me up from the institute.”
“But the cab driver is gonna come today.”
“I know. But I’m in an embarrassing situation.”
“What happened?”
“Papa, you remember the test that I was talking about? That the lowest scorer would get punished and humiliated?”
“So you got the lowest score,” said Rima’s father with a disappointing sigh.
“Yes. And I’m…I’m….I don’t have any….I’m practically…..I’m…”
“You’re what? Don’t stammer!”
“I’m naked, papa. Totally naked. They made me walk through the corridors naked. Even in the boys’ building.”
“Well, you got what you deserved, you were the last in the test. And you lost your clothes. I can’t do anything about it.”
Rima couldn’t believe what her father had just said.
“You can’t let your daughter roam around naked!”
“I don’t want my daughter to be the last in the class too. Especially when I paid such a huge amount for getting your admission in Winners’ Institute.”
“Just come to pick me up father. I swear I’ll score better next time,” said Rima with a sobbing voice.
Kavita and Sadhna were looking at Rima with pity.
“The cab driver is gonna come soon. You better get inside the car. Or else stay in the institute till morning for me to pick you up. I’m sure they have enough rooms there for you to stay one night.”
Her father abruptly ended the call.
Before Rima could cry, she received a call. It was the cab driver.
“Hello, have you arrived?” asked Rima.
“Yes, I’m waiting at the usual parking area.”
“Can you bring the car just right next to the gate?”
“Sorry, but the security guards never allow me to park near the gate.”
“Ok.”
Rima went back to using her bag and arms to cover herself.
“We will escort you out,” said Kavita.
Sadhna was almost hugging Rima from the back and Kavita was guarding her from the front as they walked towards the main gate like three girls tied together.
The guards at the large main gate had already noticed them from a distance. They knew Rima.
“Are you two girls hostellers?” asked one guard.
They both nodded as they surrounded Rima.
“You can’t go outside the premises without a permission letter,” said another guard.
“We will just escort her to the cab waiting outside,” said Sadhna.
“I don’t want to lose my job just because two hostellers walked outside the gate without permission,” said the first guard.
They heard the car honking. The driver was perhaps in a hurry.
“Just dash and reach the car,” said Kavita.
Sadhna and Kavita moved to let Rima sprint out of the gate. The guards got a good view of her bouncing ass as she rushed to the car.
She tried to open the backseat door. But it was locked.
“Unlock the door!” she shouted as she knocked on the car window.
The driver took a while to unlock the doors before Rima jumped inside.
“Ummm… what’s this? What happened to you? Are you ok?” asked the driver, turning around to look at her.
“Don’t ask questions, let’s get moving,” said Rima, annoyed. She never really talked much with the driver.
Rima crossed her legs together and used her bag to cover her tits.
Throughout the ride, the driver kept looking at the rear view mirror to get a good look at the naked girl. He never expected to get a ride like that. There was a constant look of awe and confusion and a little bit of delight on his face.
Rima was aware of his constant stares. It was almost dark and no one in the busy road actually bothered to look through the car window at the naked girl in the backseat. But she still leaned low to hide herself. She was feeling cold once the driver turned on the AC in the car.
The car almost ran over a person crossing the road.
“Drive carefully!” shouted Rima.
“It’s hard to concentrate when there’s a naked girl in the backseat,” commented the driver.
Rima almost agreed with him.
She looked at all the two-wheelers, three-wheelers and four-wheelers surrounding her car. It was a busy road at a busy time in the evening. She was the only naked person in the middle of the crowd with constant honks and chatters, but within the safety of the enclosed space of the cab. She was grateful to the driver for not turning on the ceiling light of the car.
“What if people on the road suddenly notice that I’m naked?” she thought.
Her hands involuntarily slipped down her torso towards her pussy again. It was sore. But her horniness wasn’t over.
She didn’t even try covering her crotch this time. The darkness helped. Her fingers explored her pussy again for the umpteenth time that day. She pushed her bag aside and started groping her tits. She circled her fingers around her areola and then stroked her hard nipples.
Her eyes were closed. She replayed the events of the day in her mind. How humiliating yet arousing!
She spread her legs, licked her fingers and sucked them to make them wet and jammed them inside her pussy. With the other hand she squeezed and kneaded her boobs and flicked her rock-hard nipples. Her whole naked body was writhing in pleasure in the backseat.
The driver also seemed to have only a single hand on the wheel as he took take care of his erection with his other hand.
Before she could reach her climax, the car stopped in front of her house. The driver wasn’t saying anything, he was still stroking his hardness through his pants. A wet spot started getting bigger around the crotch of his pants. He suddenly opened the doors of the car.
Rima got out of the car immediately. The driver left immediately.
She realised that she left her bag inside the car! Now she had nothing to cover her nakedness except her hands.
It was a brightly lit locality. But coincidentally, no one was outside.
She rushed to the door of her house, all the while checking her surroundings for any sign of a voyeur before she rang the doorbell.
Rima knew that her mother sometimes used to take a nap at around the same time in the evening. And Rima usually waited for not more than two minutes outside the door when she came back from Winners’ Institute.
But two minutes was a long time for someone standing outside the door without a stitch of clothing. Her bare round ass was exposed to the whole neighbourhood and her fingers couldn’t let go of her pleasure spots. She wondered how her mother would react if she saw her daughter standing outside the house, buck naked except for shoes and socks, fingers inside her pussy, moaning from pleasure for the whole world to see.
* * * * *